He didn't hit hard, how could this guy be really injured?

In the corner of the banquet hall where the lights returned to normal, several women in maid uniforms were in a hurry. The young man with medium-long brown hair kept breathing in the cold air. Not only did he have a bandage on his head, he also wore a

Wear a small hood.

Lieutenant Colonel Artero of the CIA, who was originally drunk, has regained consciousness under the influence of sobriety medicine. Now he is sitting next to this young man, his expression somewhat nervous.

Good guy, I just gave it to a hereditary earl.

Even if we are heroes of the empire, we cannot be so arrogant!

Atero was quite thoughtful, and what he was thinking about at the moment was how to settle this dispute. If the hereditary earl really wanted to pursue this matter, then he would go and mediate it.

Yang Luo was standing a little further away with his hands behind his back, looking up at the structure of the raised ceiling, actually listening to Lu's report on related matters.

This Revel Lasoga, the youngest earl in the empire, is a hereditary earl with his own fief and a medium-sized private fleet. His political status in the empire is equivalent to that of the Mensa family who was beaten by Yang Luo.

When an insect wave broke out in the empire, Revel Lasoga led his fleet, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, appearing outside the Sakaar planet at the critical moment, fighting side by side with the White Ghost, and jointly saved the Sakaar planet.

survivor.

After the First World War, he became famous in the aristocratic circles of the empire.

Revell continues to express his appreciation and praise for White Phantom in public. He also posted on social platforms with tens of millions of fans that he bought several genuine White Phantom peripherals from the warehouse, as well as the gratitude of all White Phantom fans.

letter.

This made Yang Luo fall into deep thought.

Is it because he has a unique temperament? How could he attract such a Brokenback Earl?

The scene just now of him kneeling and sliding up to his eyes with a rose in his mouth.

The corners of Yang Luo's mouth twitched slightly, he was really feeling some physical discomfort.

Sorry, he really doesn't date men.

If this spreads out, will all kinds of gossip spread all over the place?

Just as Yang Luo was thinking about it, there were the sounds of chaotic footsteps nearby, and several maids from the Lasojia family hurriedly shouted to 66: "Slow down," "The wound is still bleeding," "Sir, please don't run," and the like.

Revell shouted angrily:

"Mr. Ghost!"

Yang Luo turned around, with a cold face, frowned, nodded, and said slowly: "I just had a conditioned reflex."

Revell's breathing was a little rapid. His handsome face could be described as sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic body. His tall nose looked like it was carefully carved by an art master with a carving knife, and his pair of piercing and slender eyes were sparkling.

It shines like a knife.

"Can you sign your autograph for me!"

"Well."

"I'm your fan!"

Revell lifted up his shirt and dress, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles.

Just when Yang Luo couldn't help but take half a step back, Revell jumped 180 degrees on the spot, revealing his back...the full-color tattoo of Yang Luo wearing an exoskeleton mecha on his back!

Yang Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Who doesn’t have a fan yet?

Revell jumped back, quickly arranged his clothes, bowed elegantly to Yang Luo, and then snapped his fingers loudly.

The four delicate maids immediately lined up, with expressions that were either shy, expectant, calm, or excited. They pulled up the maid skirts by more than ten centimeters, and their four big white legs leaned forward together, revealing the tattoos on them.

handwriting.

【I】【Love】【Ghost】【Spirit】.

Yang Luo had several black lines hanging on his forehead.

Who, who is not a fanatic yet?

"Look!" Revell took out a paper photo and held it on his chest, "I built a white ghost theme park covering an area of ​​120,000 square meters for you on my private planet, and put the

Fifty percent of the park's net profits are donated to your fan club, dedicated to promoting your great deeds in the entire human society in the galaxy!"

Yang Luo:

Revell was in an excited mood:

"In order to welcome your upcoming debut anniversary, I have placed city large-screen blessing advertisements in all major cities in the Emperor Star Circle!"

"In order for you to receive fair treatment, I have united thirty-six imperial noble families with hereditary titles and will jointly submit a letter to the Council of Elders!"

"In order to always remind me to follow your example and keep moving forward, several of my mistresses voluntarily tattooed your exoskeleton mecha on their fair chests... Woo!"

Yang Luo pressed Revel's mouth.

This last step is unnecessary!

Next to him, Artro breathed a sigh of relief - it seemed that no one cared about the sudden incident of the young earl being shot.

Revell, after this young earl was ‘hugged’ by Yang Luo, he immediately straightened his chest and raised his head, blinking at Yang Luo constantly.

He actually looked a little cute.

"Okay," Yang Luo said in a deep voice, "I know Revell! You are my fan and I am your idol! Don't talk about this, okay? Show your mature and wise side, I don't like my fans

It is fanatical and irrational, and that would make me feel that I have made a huge mistake in guiding the public."

Revell nodded immediately.

Yang Luo let go of the guy's mouth and took two steps back to keep his distance.

Revell's breathing stabilized quickly, and he stared at Yang Luo with stern eyes: "Okay, can we go and get a room to chat?"

"Private room! That's called a private room!"

"Oh, yes, private room, did you agree?" Revell turned around and shouted, "Hurry up and arrange the best private room with a view in this hotel!"

Behind the four maids came several accompanying secretaries, running to the hotel front desk in high heels.

Yang Luo looked around and pulled Lieutenant Colonel Artero up.

To clear his name, he needs a witness.

Rich and powerful fanatics are really scary.

A few minutes later, the restaurant corner on the top floor of the hotel was booked.

Atro covered his forehead and slumped in the corner. Yang Luo sat in the main seat, looking with a headache at the young noble next to him who refused to take his seat.

Four cute girls in maid uniforms and four mature ladies in secretarial skirts were used as screens around them. An old housekeeper stood on the periphery with a wry smile, responsible for testing and passing the dishes around.

Yang Luo: "You."

Revell immediately leaned forward and looked at Yang Luo affectionately.

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-four years old!"

Count Revel Lassoga immediately introduced himself:

"I come from the Lasoga family with a long history. The current territory has one administrative star and six resource stars. The territory spans three star systems and has a population of more than 1.36 billion. Because my ancestors actively expanded the family industry,

Now in the heyday of the family, I have more than 140 companies under my name, which allows my territory to run completely independently!"

"You don't have to worry about the expenses I have to bear to do this for you. These are normal consumption levels for me."

"Moreover, letting more people understand your greatness, understand your past, and have a yearning for you is what we young people who follow your spirit should do!"

Yang Luo:

"You sit down first."

"No, I can listen to your instructions better if I stand."

"Sit down," Yang Luo looked a little serious.

Revell bent his legs and sat down, clenching his hands a little nervously.

Yang Luo rubbed his nose, turned around and asked, "Do you think it's normal for you to be like this?"

"Is there anything abnormal about this?" Revell laughed, "I have a cousin who used to admire several singing and dancing stars. I am learning and imitating her behavior. In my opinion, this is expression

I am different from ordinary people’s sincerity.”

Yang Luo asked in confusion: "Is there any pleasure in chasing stars?"

"No, no, no," Revell waved his hands repeatedly, "This is not pleasure, but the filling of a spiritual hole in myself. My team of doctors told me that the reason why I have such a strong yearning for you is because of my

Life is empty and vain, you don’t understand my pain.”

Yang Luo became interested, looked at the refreshing drink brought by the old butler, picked it up and took two sips: "Please give me another drink."

The old butler bowed and responded: "I am happy to serve you, the great one."

"Am I great? Forget it, not counting this combat ability, I am just an ordinary person."
To be continued...